Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Beauty36 Feb 2014
My heart is so heavy, but yet my mind is so lost.
I've loved for so many years but yet the love always desolves.
Never thought that I would feel this way, Never thought I would love again.
But as soon as I saw you standing there, I knew that one day my heart would be content.
Tried to make things happen that I felt was possible. Tried to make things work even from thoughts.
Tried to make you happy being more than you had before, but two years I was just lost.
Found out you couldn't love me like I wanted you too, couldn't love me even if you tried.
So to cover up your pain from the past lover, you just basically dogged me out instead.
My heart is so heavy, but yet my mind is so lost.
Cause after time and time of you hurting me, I kept letting you back in my heart.
I thought what we had was special, thought what we had would never end, thought that your love was genuine, but hey that was only pretend.
And now I sit here confused and dazed cause finding new stuff has started to come up.
You say that it's jokes, you say that it's all games. But when does the fun time STOP?
You see that it bothers me, you see that it hurts. But yet I'm a fool, yea that's what you thought.
As I sit here and think while writing with this ink, I'm realizing that my heart just truly dropped.
There's no love, There's no heart.. if you can't understand how I feel.
So I sit here and say that: My Heart Is So Heavy, But Yet My Mind Is Soooo Lost!
Kuro Oct 28
I'm not involved, put the keys in the car
And i'll take you to mars, i mean the god of the wars.
Pull the strings of guitars, and stitch the red string through the stars
With the wave a wand, we could reach the beyond.
If you deeping the song, then you'll see what we on
But because I've been wrong
Might just spell what I'm on...
I mean don't dress like it's prom.
Simply bet on our bond.
And we'll reach the beyond;
Where we
Roll up the za, then we smoke at the pond.
While the moon carries on. With the breathe of a bomb.
Check, I'm really fond
Of when the moment desolves
And we melt in our arms.
But you're fond of your arms
And end up dropping some bombs
Then you crumble beyond, and we simply fall
And that's why I'm not involved

— The End —